sans peyote tea
living in the white space
Monday, May 28, 2007
when love graced
lost in dark
came the light
gentle falls the rain
and I am drowned
too much in thought
lost in the light
came the dark
look to flesh
be my savior
grasping air
lover lost to time
time…
never lost
when love graced
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